| its very strange |
So it’s ok for a FB friend who lost their parent 15 years ago but not your own sister who lost hers only five years ago? Grief doesn’t have a time limit. |
| So easily irritated at people remembering their loved ones. Maybe get off SM? You all sound miserable. |
Right. But people close to the deceased remember their birthdays. I don't post it publicly but I mostly use FB as a journal. |
| Same, OP. |
| I totally don’t get it - like how do you know your deceased relative is on Facebook while in heaven? I hope there are better things to do! |
For The Living. OK: Today would have been Bill's 75th. I miss him. Hey Carl, remember that time Bill fell off the roof? What a guy? Judy, I'm thinking about you today. I know you miss Bill terribly since you were married for 50 wonderful years. Cringe: Happy Birthday Bill. I miss you. |
This is another point. When it comes to death, people project their feelings onto others. Nothing says that Judy misses Bill or that she wasn't coping with his death while he was alive, particularly if he was sick. Others making public statements forces Judy to agree even if she might have already moved on. Sometimes others trap you into grieving longer than you may need. |
| "I'm not in heaven. These messages make me uncomfortable." |
+! Too many people on DCUM are hypercritical. |
PP you're responding to. Yes, that's a really good point. Social media is probably not the way to go with any of this. I was just trying to think of a way to make it less cringe. Don't even get me started on "In memory of" stickers on people's cars... |
| You are on Face Book still?! |
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I can maybe understand you, the OP, are irritated that your cousin is reaching out and posting on your parents birthdays.
But, I have no problem with my friend who lost her husband to cancer when he was 46 posting on his birthday. It's 3 years ago and I still think about him as well. Heck, I was talking to may Dad the other day and we were both remarked that today is grandma's (his Mom's) 120th birthday! How about that! |
Happy 120th Birthday Mee-Maw. If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever. Probably not in great shape at 120, but still, it's not like you're reading this post. |
But that's the thing-- it's not her 120th birthday. Her birthdays stopped when she died, so why keep counting? There's a start and an end to life for a reason. |